Opera night. Went to a performance of Beethoven’s Fidelio. Was afraid to meet Vin. there, but didn’t see, them. The performance very good. Dresses nice. My place good. Had to go home on foot.

All the day I was most excited on account of this evening outing. I bought a lovely little fur cape. It takes the place of an evening coat. The evening was a wash out however. I saw Vin. as soon as we got in. Most unexpectedly he was sitting exactly tow rows behind me. I was with P. Gizi and her…

At noon I rang up Vin. on account of the performance in the Opera House on Wednesday. I was sure he wouldn’t come or he’d be already booked for it. Latter happened. Silly of me to have asked him. We had a nice long chat however and made an appointment for meeting there.